notfeelingit

Mistakes unwritten,
I wait and reflect, where was I?
While you forget.
Is there anything,
Left?
I long for your want,
To have your attention.
I wait and wander, where was I?
While you move on.
I long for the touch,
To have your warmth.
I maneuver and manipulate, where was I?
While you follow dreams.
I long for the excitement,
To have your time.
I grasp and go on, where was I?
While you let go of me.
Mistakes are never clear when your head is stuck somewhere.
You go through half-heartedly,
Let go and stay still.
Sticking around, with no intention.
I had fooled myself,
look at me now.
You’d always be strong,
The strength was never mine to hold.
I can’t leave you with my sorrow, just know I can’t stop.
My mistakes aren’t written but they’re present.
There’s nothing,
Me or you
Can do.
I’m losing at this game I’ve made,
You’re proving you do it well.
Don’t leave me in this well,
I need you now.
You’re gone and I’m fastened
In the slow and drawn out replay of my unwritten mistakes.
Leave me here, lesson learned.
Just know I long,
For what you could have been.

Threaded Rug

I was like a tight wound up rug, threads started to dissipate, my past started to eradicate,
I was left with you.
There you were, dedicated and reinforced, I was confused and longed for more.
Days like this I settle back, anticipating your answers,
lacked.
I, skeptic, held back.
Lie in wait for your reverberation, threads now shaken.
Misapprehension led to our cataclysm, threads now outward, far from close-knit
Thoughts wandered, days elongated
Time exhausted, chances given.
Threads composed, elements no longer haggard.
Let’s leave it there, your rug hasn’t been touched, mines been out there, back here and misplaced.
I was like a tight wound up rug, threads no longer dissipated, our past is now eradicated, I no longer have you.